Shipwreck

This world of ours is like the sea,
Which ever waves and rages, high and irrepressibly.
Just so waves and rages this our world, and just the same its plight.
As for the heathen, I am dumb!
My plaint is that the Christians now to such a pass are come,
That they are like to perish, if they be not saved by God's great might.
If by such perils they be long attended,
We shall be shipwrecked e'er our journey's ended.
We swim the breakers of transgression;
The primates with their crooked staves
Fish but for gains among the waves,
Nor for the souls in sin make intercession.